Beloved, In what other lives or lands Have I known your lips Your Hands Your Laughter brave

There is no warning rattle at the… nor heavy feet to stomp the foyer… Safe in the dark prison, I know t… light slides over the fingered work of a toothless

FOR DAVID P—B The eye follows, the land Slips upward, creases down, forms The gentle buttocks of a young Giant. In the nestle,

Your skin like dawn Mine like musk One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of a

We wear the mask that grins and li… It shades our cheeks and hides our… This debt we pay to human guile With torn and bleeding hearts… We smile and mouth the myriad subt…

A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing

When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,

A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since depart… Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry tokens Of their sojourn here

One innocent spring your voice meant to me less than tires turning on a distant street. Your name, perhaps spoken,

We were entwined in red rings Of blood and loneliness before The first snows fell Before muddy rivers seeded clouds Above a virgin forest, and

We, this people, on a small and lo… Traveling through casual space Past aloof stars, across the way o… To a destination where all signs t… It is possible and imperative that…

The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have.

Curtains forcing their will against the wind, children sleep, exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city

When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the stre… Young men sharp as mustard. See them. Men are always